At a time when Ray and Sett were still searching for magic items at the site of the extension... just outside Gillum, the Giant Turtle was steadily being dismantled.
　Nevertheless, given the size of the gigant turtleneck, its progress was literally as slow as a turtle.
　and on the side of the Giant Turtle were the disassemblers, the bodyguards to defeat the monsters who had been drawn to the smell of blood, and...

"Oh... there's such a big monster,"
"Is there any monster in Gillum who can defeat such a huge monster?"
"Hey! I'll tell you, not every adventurer of Gillum can defeat a fellow like Giant Turtle! ... you know, don't get me wrong!"

　Those who came here to catch a glimpse of the demolition of the Gigant Turtle are watching.
　Some guild officials were working to keep such spectators out of the way of dismantling.
　When a monster arrives, one of the guards who is prepared to knock it down reflexively screams at the spectator's words.
　In a tone of non-adventurousness, if any Gillum adventurer really thinks he can defeat a monster like the Giant Turtle.
　I wouldn't say that Ray is the only adventurer in the guillem who can defeat so many monsters on his own...but only a few of the very best.

"What? Really?"
"Of course! Well... can there be people everywhere who are as strong as exceptions like Ray and Sett?"
"Well, it's like a rank fraud in a way."

　muttered another adventurer beside the man who screamed.
　Another adventurer nearby nods in agreement, perhaps hearing the words.

"I'm a high-ranking adventurer because my rank is B... but I don't want to be with other adventurers."
"Do you think I'm in the same rank as that crimson? Wow, that's a bit off the hook. At least I don't want to do that."　

　Having the same rank means you can be asked to work in the same way.
　In that sense, what the man is saying is undeniable to other adventurers.
　Originally, it's strange in many ways to be a Rank B adventurer who has the ability to compete with only three Rank S adventurers in the world.
　I don't know what's going on... that's why if anyone who was talking nuancedly about Gillum's adventurers just saw Giant Turtle and got the wrong impression that Ray could fight a Rank S adventurer, there was a good chance that he would ask a Rank B adventurer to fight a Rank S adventurer.
　Such a request would be tantamount to suicide.
　However, given that you are an adventurer, I wish you would not accept such a request.
　As we communicate like that, our voice suddenly rings.

"Hey, hey. Isn't that... a princess general?"

　It wasn't that loud, but the word Hime Shogun definitely reached the ears of those around him.
　and half-reflectively, I saw the princess general... Elena there.
　The gorgeous, vertical blonde hair, as if the sunlight itself had turned into hair, attracts the viewer's attention.
　Such a man was walking with Arla towards the Giant Turtle.
　The sight of Elena attracts not only the adventurers who were wary of the surroundings, but also the spectators who were watching the demolition of the Giant Turtle, the people who were demolishing it, the guild staff...
　He was so accustomed to being directed at -- some of them with desire -- that he walked without particular concern.
　Eventually, the guild staff approaches Elena and her side.

"Welcome, Mr. Elena. I've heard from Mr. Ray that you came to see the demolition of the Giant Turtle today."
"Well, I heard from Ray last night. But... It's amazing to see him again."

　Looking at the Gigant Turtle, Elena says.
　In fact, the size of the gigant turtleneck, its dismantlers, its adventurers who guard them all around... and the spectators watching the demolition.
　What's already going on there is more like a kind of show than just a demolition.
　That's probably why so many spectators are gathering.

"Ah, yes. If you paid more for the sightseeing, you might have made a profit as a guild."

　There were so many spectators that guild officials jokingly said so.
　Of course, it is because of the adventurers of the bodyguard that they gather together like this... but it is far from safe.
　So far, the stench of blood has attracted many Cobolts attacking Gilm, and the rest of the world is rank D... sometimes a big guy like rank C.
　But guards were employed to defeat it, and fighting such monsters had become a form of entertainment.
　The number of adventurers employed as bodyguards this time will not hurt visitors.
　...however, disintegration of monsters is rarely a show and, if any, it never attracts as many spectators.
　Still, it's probably because it's winter now that's so crowded.
　Unlike in spring and autumn, there is not much entertainment.
　The dismantling of this gigant turtleneck could be described as a form of entertainment for such people.
　You can see the bodies of huge monsters nearby and see with your own eyes the demolition sites that are rarely seen except by adventurers; moreover, you can see close-up guards knocking down real monsters.
　The guards, however, protect the Giant Turtle, not the spectators.
　When it comes to the crunch, we're going to give priority to those who are dismantling it... casually, there's a lot of people in the audience, such as a Rank C adventurer or a Rank B adventurer, so if anything happens, it's not going to hurt them that much.

"A show, isn't it? Isn't it hard for Guild to run out of money if they don't do that?"

　Arra, who was listening to Elena's side, asks so.
　Naturally, many rare monster magical stones and materials are brought into the remote guild of Guillum.
　The guild made a lot of money selling it to various shops and possibly to people living in other cities and cities.
　Gamelion meat, especially caught in autumn, sells at a reasonable price, except for guillem consumption.
　...consumption in guillem amounts to a considerable amount in the first place.
　The guild, which has made so much money and is supported by influential figures, doesn't it have to pay spectator fees from those who come all the way to see the demolition of the Giant Turtle?
　That's what Arra says, and the guild staff laughs troubledly, as Arra says...
　Even if you don't intend to make more money than you need to, it's no wonder that with so many spectators you can consider paying for it.

"But I don't have a problem with the funds. ... So, what do you do? If you're going to take your time, I'll have a chair or something."
"I don't care,"

　In the words of a guild official, Elena simply says so.
　If this was a nobleman with no physical training, he would ordinarily order them to bring a chair, as it would be hard to keep standing.
　But Elena is a man who has run through many battlefields.
　If you just stand, you can watch it without any problems.
　Guild officials are relieved to hear that Elena's words don't require chairs.
　Simple chairs and desks are available because you have to keep track of the names of those who dismantled it, pay them properly, and give them meat as souvenirs other than rewards.
　But it's a really simple thing, and you can say it's shoddy.
　Not very much, but it's not the sort of thing that aristocrats use.
　In other words, if Elena said she needed a chair, she would have to go back to the guild and get a suitable chair from the guild or somewhere.
　It would have been helpful for a guild staff to avoid having to do such a thing like that.

"Well, I have to give you instructions on the demolition, so please call me if you need anything. I'll move it as much as I can."
"Well, do that. I'm sorry if the work Ray asked me to interrupt you and let you spend your time."
"Thank you. Then..."

　A bowing guild official walks away from Elena and warns those who are distracted by her appearance and lack concentration."Look, concentrate on dismantling. Even monsters of the moment lose their value if they fail to dismantle. Concentrate properly so that they don't."

　The voice reminds me that many people are dismantling the gigant turtleneck, and I resume my work.

"You have a great deal of leadership,"
"That's right. Guild doesn't want to embarrass our relationship with Ray by sending some weird people here. In that sense, it's only natural to send someone with strong ability."

　It would be a big deal if Marina sent a bad person and heard of it.
　As she says so, Vihela approaches Elena.
　Seeing Vihela here doesn't seem particularly surprised by Elena.
　I heard you say such a thing last night.

"What about Bune?"
"Huh? Look, it's over there."

　The reason Vichela looked at Elena's question is because there are no monsters in particular now, but Bune is staring blankly at the demolition.
　A little while ago, Cobold, who was supposed to be heading for Gillum, had been attracted by the smell of Giant Turtle's blood, but today he was easily knocked down, partly because of the increased number of bodyguards compared to yesterday.
　The number of guards is increasing because guild officials, who saw more Kobolt than expected yesterday, urgently hired more guards.
　For Bune, who wanted to defeat Cobold to obtain a testimonial and magical stone, Guild's actions only increased his rivalry.

"You look a little displeased, don't you?"
"...is that so?"

　Elena had been associated with Bune for a long time, but I still can't understand how she looks displeased when I see him now.
　The present Beune from Elena's point of view is, as usual, expressionless.
　Do you understand? Elena looks at Arra, but Arra, of course, can't tell the difference in Bune's facial expression.
　Elena nods in agreement to Aara, who shakes her head in disbelief.
　But when Vichela sees them, she nods her head slightly.

"Is that so? I think it's pretty easy to understand."
"Only Vihela knows that,"

　A little... indeed a little, but envious, murmured Elena.
　For Elena, Bune is only a child, no matter how good she may be.
　That being the case, it was only natural to want to protect or adore Bune, who had little change in his expression.

"Well... really? Well, if you work with Bune, you'll soon learn about it."
"Well, I hope so. So, apart from the case of Bune, is Vichela just looking around?"
"Well, if a high-ranking monster comes in attracted to the smell of blood, I think it'll be my turn."

　Vichela said so and smiled a charming smile.